Chen Xuanyang saw that the scholar's face was getting more and more ugly, so he simply read out the four lines of the first couplet of the verse before speaking.
To prevent others from being nervous, what if they can face each other?
At this time, a cool misty rain began to fall outside the pavilion. Chen Xuanyang thought for a moment, raised his glass and said slowly:
"The cold rain outside the building is endless, as if expressing sorrow for a loved one. The red beans in the south are the most lovesick, drinking alone under the moon and the lonely shadow is thin."
For a time, all the literati and elegant guests began to think deeply.
The scholar next to Chen Xuanyang had an even worse look on his face. His thoughts were surging in his mind, and he was looking left and right.
Shen Qiuran was also thinking, frowning.
After fifteen breaths, the man shook his head and gave up.
The next person continued, but after another fifteen breaths, he still didn't answer, and the elimination continued.
Three people were eliminated in a row, and when it came to the fourth person, that person also looked livid and a little anxious.
The cultivator who was full of harsh words before looked at the group of scholars in confusion, and then looked at Chen Xuanyang.
"Why do you people like to use red beans to accompany lovesickness in your poems? I don't like red beans. Mung beans are better. Not only do they look good, they are also delicious."
At this time, a scholar rolled his eyes at him and mocked disdainfully: "Red beans are slightly poisonous and make lovesickness painful. Mung beans are detoxifying and tonic."
The practitioner:? ? ?
Shen Qiuran suddenly had an idea and quickly asked Su Chuyue next to her how many breaths had passed.
"Ms....Ms., three of them have been eliminated, and the fourth one is coming soon."
Shen Qiuran was stunned for a moment, ah...if it were him, he would have already lost.
He couldn't help but sigh that it was lucky that he was ranked first, and Chen Xuanyang was ranked behind him, otherwise he would have been eliminated in the first round, but in the subsequent rounds, he was also under great pressure!
He regretted letting Chen Xuanyang follow him.
Just after the fourth person was eliminated, a gentle voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"The stars last night, the wind last night, the bright moon illuminated all the sorrows of the past and present. When people leave the empty building to mourn the wind and moon, how can the strings of the piano complain about the small building."
Chen Xuanyang suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, this is great!
Everyone looked quickly and saw a young man wearing a blue and silver-patterned gown walking in. Next to him was a man with a white half-face mask and a gray gown.
Upon seeing this, Liu Yuexi immediately smiled and said, "I thought Master Qingyu wouldn't come!"
The man in green slightly cupped his hands and said, "I hope Master Liu will forgive me for the delay."
"Give me a seat!"
Liu Yuexi gave the order, and the two maids prepared two seats aside.
Chen Xuanyang looked at the man in green, and the system prompt sounded instantly.
"Name: Ye Shaoyu."
"Sex: Male."
"Identity: layman Yeyou, Young Master Qingyu, two souls."
"Root bone: 94."
"Comprehension: 96."
"Character: 97."
"Luck: 88."
"Comprehensive evaluation: The target's talent is extremely good and meets the level of 'The Right One'. It is recommended that the host accepts him as a disciple."
Chen Xuanyang's whole body was struck by thunder.
He was shocked, not only because he suddenly met someone who met the system's criteria for accepting a disciple, but also because of this person's identity.
Yeyou layman!
No, if it was him, why was there no system notification sound when we met before? Could it be some magic weapon that blocked the power of the system?
Impossible, the power of the system is so powerful, what level of magic weapon can shield it.
So that means...the previous Yeyou layman is someone else!
Chen Xuanyang looked at the man in gray next to the man in green and seemed to understand something.
He also noticed another point, the two souls share one soul!
So... here comes another remnant soul living in the sea of consciousness?
He is truly worthy of being at the level of Mr. Right.
"Ding dong, the system prompts: Dual-soul integration means that the owner of this physique can also accommodate another soul in addition to his own soul. However, whether to accept another soul or not depends entirely on the owner of the physique."
Chen Xuanyang was slightly surprised, what a good guy, it is equivalent to a reserve of strength and energy! ?
At this time, the man in green smiled and cupped his hands towards Chen Xuanyang and said: "The famous name of Qionghuai Academy is like thunder in my ears. Senior Chen, how do you feel about the four lines of the second couplet you just wrote?"
Although Chen Xuanyang was surprised in his heart, he was calm on the surface.
"It's very exquisite. This friend's literary talent is admirable!" A literati on the side immediately raised his hand and smiled.
Chen Xuanyang glanced at the man, "They are talking to me, why are you interrupting? You have no eyesight."
Then he nodded: "Not bad."
Shen Qiuran couldn't help but look solemn when he saw another powerful enemy coming.
Liu Yuexi had a smile on her face, "Master Qingyu, then it's up to you to continue!"
The man in green clothes nodded slightly. He pondered for a moment, and then read: "The lingering fragrance of the golden duck is still warm, and the slanting sun through the green window is bright. The fragrance of orchid paste dyes the clouds greasy, and the hairpin falls silently."
Good guy, that’s a lot of words, isn’t it?
Suddenly all the literati were silent.
A series of sighs spread, and a series of clinking sounds of bowls and chopsticks were heard.
Just play around and eat.
Many people who think they have great literary talents are confused when faced with the first couplet of this poem. They are asked to come up with a random verse, just because it rhymes well, but it must both rhyme and the meaning must be perfectly corresponding. But it’s too difficult.
In an instant, a large number of literati and elegant scholars were eliminated.
In an instant, only half of the people were left.
"I neglected my partner on the swing, and was in a depressed mood. The embroidered screen shocked Xiaoxiang's dream, and a warbler sounded outside the flower."
At this time, a scholar came up with the next sentence.
The man in green nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, your Excellency, please continue."
…
It went back and forth like this, and the first round ended quickly.
Only ten people advanced.
Liu Yuexi frowned slightly. She really didn't expect that Chen Xuanyang, Young Master Qingyu and Shen Qiuran were so talented in literature. Every time they opened their mouths, they would silence the others.
"Since the number of people is already small, in the second round, everyone can play freely and decide the winner directly. Which three people have the best poems or elegant lines and are the most convincing, the top three will be awarded."
Among the remaining ten people, some people immediately breathed a sigh of relief. It was much easier to follow other people's poems according to their own opinions.
Literati from all walks of life showed their talents, arousing bursts of applause and cheers.
"The cold chrysanthemum shadow in the empty bottle, the clouds and smoke connect the past and the present, thousands of years have passed, and there is a feeling of hatred for farewell. Looking across the mossy road, the person who comes is not you. The clear wind disperses the crazy thoughts, the dark fragrance covers the traces of drunkenness, the big dream returns to my hometown, and the colorful clothes dance Hongchen, sir, why do you need to ask? It’s natural that we are destined to be together.”
Shen Qiuran opened her mouth confidently.
The man in green nodded slightly, borrowed the folding fan from a scholar on the side, and read a sentence at a time with light steps.
"Colorful butterflies fly in the air after smelling the fragrance, hanging in the curtains and mirrors, their shadows look sad, who plays the bamboo flute to ask about their whereabouts, plays the flute and drum, drunk alone to guard the cold palace, lights up the lanterns at the end of the year, red neon clothes, poems chanting dreams in the long night, wax seals of love, When the purple smoke shoots back, there are three living stones and exquisite jade."
As soon as this poem came out, everyone except Chen Xuanyang sighed and was convinced.
Shen Qiuran took a deep look at the man in green.
"May I ask, brother, have you ever obtained a meritorious degree?"
The man in green clothes smiled slightly: "No, this is not my ambition. Poetry is my hobby."
Shen Qiuran sighed after hearing this: "What a pity."
Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Chen Xuanyang, curious about what kind of shocking poem this man would write.
Chen Xuanyang had a look of indifference on his face. He is a bunch of little brats. He already has an idea in his mind. This time he will not use his own poems. Instead, he will write an explosive one to show you what it means to be a poetic fairy.
"No one can come freely, dragons and phoenixes can't hold back, the hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, fourteen states are cold with a sword, the drum and horn lift the sky, the air is cold, the wind shakes the sea and the mountains in autumn, the southeast is forever the golden pillar, who I envy the marquis of ten thousand households at that time."
I took out this poem, how should you respond?
When the poetry immortal appears, who can compete with him?
For a moment, the entire audience was silent, and everyone was so shocked that they couldn't say a word.
"There are three thousand guests in a house full of flowers and drunkenness, and fourteen states are frost-cold with a sword. I wonder if these fourteen states refer to the fourteen states of Qingyun. Although it is a bit exaggerated, the grandeur and grandeur of this poem and the exquisiteness of the text are as follows. I'm so impressed!" The man in green sighed with conviction.
Shen Qiuran was still immersed in the grandeur and heroic spirit of the poem and couldn't extricate himself.
"It's amazing..." Liu Yuexi also sighed repeatedly.
"I think all the guests already know who the top three are, right?" Liu Yuexi smiled slightly.
All the scholars nodded without any doubt.
Upon seeing this, Liu Yuexi announced: "In that case, the little lady will announce the result."
"First place, Dean Chen."
"Second place, Young Master Qingyu."
"Third place, Shen Qiuran."
The three maids walked up to Chen Xuanyang with three items each.
Chen Xuanyang didn't even look at it. He directly took the quasi-high-grade magic weapon Hua Yuluo and put it into the system space.
The man in green chose a VIP status badge, and the remaining Tiandu tokens naturally belonged to Shen Qiuran, so it was useless for them to hold them.
"Okay everyone, I'm very satisfied with this poetry meeting. It's over here. If you want to stay and continue to enjoy the delicious food, please do it yourself. If you want to leave, just tell the maid."
Liu Yuexi then looked at Shen Qiuran, "This guest, come with me. I will tell you the contact information of my court friends so that you can enter Tiandu and directly participate in the imperial examination."
Shen Qiuran was so excited that she cupped her hands towards Chen Xuanyang and said, "Senior, I will say goodbye first. If there is a chance, I will personally thank you for saving my life."
Chen Xuanyang smiled and waved his hand, and then said: "We met by chance, and I will give you a poem at the end. We will be together for the rest of our lives, half drunk, half awake, and half floating."
"As long as you can realize your ideal of winning one person's heart and being together till the end of your life, don't be dominated by worldly complications and fame, wealth and fame. You will be content to live half a hundred years like this."
Shen Qiuran was startled for a moment, then subconsciously held Su Chuyue's hand tightly.
"I understand, senior, take care!"
After that, the two of them followed Liu Yuexi and left here.
The man in green clothes smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Senior Chen's civility and martial arts are greatly admired by me. I will invite you to Bi Liu Ting to talk about it someday. I will take my leave now."
Chen Xuanyang drank the wine in the glass, and then slowly stood up and said: "There is no need to change the date, I think tonight is not bad."
The man in green and the man in gray next to him trembled when they heard this.
"Senior, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to arrive so late."
Chen Xuanyang smiled faintly: "Why, are you afraid of me?"
The man in green then smiled and shook his head: "Since senior insists on doing this, then please go ahead!"
Chen Xuanyang snorted and followed the two men in green clothes out of Yanmeng Tower.
When he was about to get on the carriage, Chen Xuanyang suddenly said: "Give me a reason for doing this."
The man in green frowned slightly, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
Chen Xuanyang looked at him with a mysterious smile.
"Are you still pretending? Should I call you Mr. Qingyu, or should I call you layman Yeyou?"
As soon as these words came out, the man in green and the man in gray took a big step back at the same time.
"Senior, you...why do you know that this is impossible!?"
The man in gray was about to take action when Chen Xuanyang glanced at him immediately.
"If you do it, you will die. You pretended to be your master and set up a trap for me. I haven't settled the score with you yet!"
The man in gray suddenly trembled, and the man in green immediately raised his hand to stop him.
The man in Tsing Yi calmed down and said calmly: "Senior, my skills are astounding. It seems that I was careless today."
Chen Xuanyang said nothing, just looked at him quietly.
The man in green gave a wry smile, it seemed like he couldn't escape today.
He thought that his identity was well hidden, and he even let the man in gray pretend to be him. Everything was perfect. Where did the secret come out?
"I can answer the question that senior just asked. I have a grudge against Zhu Wucheng, the genocide, and my friend has some grudges against Dang Moshan."
"So when I learned that enemies gathered in the secret realm of Tianyue Mountain, I knew that my side was in the right place at the right time, so I carefully laid out a plan. This friend of mine was originally from Danmo Mountain and had secretly learned its techniques. He knew how to transfer and hide the aura of Dang Mo Mountain's skills, and was proficient in the art of disguise, so he wandered between the two factions, blamed Lu Qingsong, who was killed by his predecessor, on Lu An, and provoked Lingyun Temple and Dang Mo. In the dispute over the mountain, let them fight to the death and we reap the benefits."
Chen Xuanyang snorted coldly: "But you shouldn't get me involved."
The man in green was slightly startled, then clasped his fists and said, "I have been carefully preparing to deal with Zhu Wucheng for a long time. To be honest, at that time, Lin Aoshuang actually made a move against your disciple Wen Zhiyan, and I asked my friend to design it. In order to Testing the strength of senior, and thanks to this, I am convinced that senior has the ability to participate in my plan, so I set a trap for senior, and the probability of killing Zhu Wucheng in a three-party war is much greater. It is a pity that senior found out, It's useless for me to say anything now, but I beg you, senior, not to get involved in this matter. After I deal with Zhu Wucheng, I will come to apologize in person."
Chen Xuanyang's eyes were slightly vacant, "How do you want to apologize?"
The man in green raised his hand and said, "In less than three days, I can quickly get Qionghuai Academy recognized by at least three medium-sized or even large-sized forces in Liuzhou."
Chen Xuanyang smiled disdainfully: "How can I be afraid of them? As I said before, the establishment of my sect does not require their approval."
The man in green was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said: "After this matter is resolved, I am willing to die to apologize."
"Master!" The man in gray exclaimed.
Chen Xuanyang shook his head: "Actually, there is a way to solve it."
The man in green asked in confusion: "What?"
Chen Xuanyang showed a mysterious smile.
"Become my disciple, and I will no longer care about the past matters. Zhu Wucheng and others can also help you solve it."
The man in green was dumbfounded.
But then he shook his head, "I will avenge Zhu Wucheng on my own, and I don't need anyone to intervene. As for becoming a disciple, I have no such plans. Thank you, senior, for thinking highly of me."
Chen Xuanyang smiled slightly, if you agree immediately, I will still suspect you have other motives. The more you refuse, the more satisfied I will be.
Anyway, I’ve got you this guy!
